By Arcassin Burnham

On the verge of making a difference,
With these words in people's lives,
Get them through tough times,
But we seem too independent,
Never say a thing about our flaws,
Sacrifice for whom we have dependent,
Unless your a firefly,
I could see the flames rolling off of you,
I say crazy ****,
But I don't look as crazy as you,
Hypocrite,
Talking some sense into you,
Is irrelevant,
And the president is so hesitant,
To drown the states with tax redues.
Save us.

I can just see the beauty in your devilish ways,
For,
sure,
To cents on the ground,
Melt the floor.

I can just see the beauty in your devilish ways,
For,
sure,
To cents on the ground,
Melt the floor.